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Although he didn't see it for a while, the clothes on Weng Changling's body turned into strips of cloth, and his red face turned into a black and blue face, but the ten claw marks that were scratched by himself were still there, so he wouldn't recognize the wrong person. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking that it was this Weng Changling who caused himself to die and harmed the nine clans, the thin old eunuch was angry and didn't fight anywhere, he got up and pounced on it and scratched.

The thin eunuch had made a fatal mistake now.

Weng Changling can reach the peak of martial arts step by step, his talent for comprehending things and his ability to adapt to the environment are not trivial, even in anger, he is still constantly figuring out the reason for being trapped, and trying to break free with various methods.

The thin eunuch grabbed it, and Weng Changling's figure suddenly leaned back to the side, and then suddenly pounced, grabbing the thin eunuch's outstretched wrist.

The powerful internal force penetrated through the body, Weng Changling didn't need to use his hands at all, he had already shattered the thin eunuch's internal organs, and then retreated sideways again, avoiding the main stream of his breath that intended to lock him, looking for weak spots, and turning the thin eunuch's corpse like a whirling wheel, throwing it out with a "whirl".

The closed palace gate of the Qianqing Palace was suddenly smashed in a loud "bang".

The ground shook suddenly, and three loud noises came at this time, and three huge fires appeared in the sky above the palace, illuminating the light below as bright as day, and even more lining Weng Changling's bloodstained and hideously deformed red face was as terrifying as a ghost.

Pity the large number of palace maids and eunuchs who were abandoned by the fake emperor outside the gate of the Qianqing Palace, they didn't dare to go, and they didn't dare to go forward to escort them.

With a "whew", a folding fan with a pendant smashed out of the house and went straight to Weng Changling's door.

The False Emperor now realized how stupid his decision to flee back to his house was, but in fear a man instinctively chooses to run to a protected place in order to seek refuge, only to find out in the end that these places often become a Jedi who traps him.

In a panic, the fake emperor touched the folding fan on the table and smashed it towards Weng Changling.

Catching the long fan that was thrown over, Weng Changling laughed.

Different from the difficulty in the restraint of the breath at the beginning, Weng Changling has more and more clearly touched the changes in the strength and weakness of Chai Shaoning's breath, and can even accurately find the subtle gap between Chai Shaoning's breath before and after, like a swimming fish swimming against the water, constantly changing his body in and out, but every time he retreats, he makes greater progress, and finally when he rushes forward for the sixth time, he "exhales" and rushes into the Qing Palace.

"I know, I know, I know!"

Weng Changling's laughter became more and more crazy.

With an inexplicable shout, Weng Changling's body straightened suddenly, as if he had suddenly become as lofty as a mountain, no longer bound by the breath.

An inexplicable heat came out of Weng Changling's body, and within nearly fifty zhang of the entire inner hall of the Qianqing Palace, an unknown substance was ignited in an instant, centered on Weng Changling's location, forming a vortex of power, and killing Chai Shaoning's extended breath into a huge gap.

The fake emperor who retreated into the hall was so frightened that he sat in the corner of the wall.

Although Weng Changling was still three zhang away from him, the fake emperor felt that Weng Changling's huge figure had swelled to fill the entire hall, and there was a terrifying aura around him.

Chai Shaoning, who had already arrived outside the gate of the Qianqing Palace, was also shocked in his heart.

This Weng Changling is worthy of being a top master who is proud of the rivers and lakes, and he actually touched the existence of that trace of divine fire breath from the breath released by Chai Shaoning after comprehending the fire breath, and at the last moment before Chai Shaoning arrived, he broke through the shackles of Fan Wu and successfully advanced to the realm of holy martial arts.

Even Chai Shaoning had no way to compete with the tremendous power of that divine aura that exploded in an instant, and could only watch as the extraordinary power that existed around his body, but was ignited and released at this moment, retracted into Weng Changling's body at an unimaginable speed.

"I—finally—became—a saint, a warrior, a warrior!"

Weng Changling laughed wildly again, and after shouting word by word in a threatening tone, the whole person stood there, motionless.

Chai Shaoning didn't know what happened to Weng Changling, he carefully bypassed the other party and escorted him to the fake emperor.

Even though Weng Changling had just entered the Saint Martial realm, he already had the strength to compete with Chai Shaoning to a certain extent.

Before figuring out Weng Changling's true strength, Chai Shaoning did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

The battle between the holy warriors, even if it was just piggybacking, was enough to kill the false emperor.

"What the are you throwing here, east, west?"

Weng Changling seemed to be addicted to yelling tonight, and after yelling word by word again, he screamed wildly, and rushed towards the fake emperor hiding behind Chai Shaoning like crazy.

A wild storm emerged, and Weng Changling rolled and fell out of the Qianqing Palace to the spacious courtyard outside the palace.

Chai Shaoning was surprised. He took action to defend the fake emperor, and at the same time, he also had the intention of testing his opponent, how could he know that Weng Changling was so vulnerable that he did not have the strength that a holy martial artist should have.

"What's going on?"

When Chai Shaoning was puzzled, Weng Changling over there had already sat up, ignoring the blood spurting wildly in his mouth, he still laughed wildly and said, "Holy Warrior, Holy Warrior!"

He slammed the folding fan in his hand on the bluestone ground between his legs, and without standing up, he began to use his iron fist like a shrew to beat the green diamond-shaped fan pendant hanging from the end of the folding fan.

Although the sky was still dark, it was almost early in the morning, and a large number of ministers of the early dynasty were shocked by the successive explosions in the palace, and they no longer cared about any taboos, and rushed into the harem like a tide together with the countless Yulin soldiers and Ouchi guards stationed in the imperial city.

Seeing Chai Shaoning, who was standing at the gate of the Qianqing Palace like Mount Tai, everyone was greatly relieved.

However, when I looked at the flat stone ground outside the palace, a madman with uncovered clothes, his hair and beard had been pulled out, and his face was blue and purple with blood marks, sitting on the ground without any image, smashing and beating a stone.

"It's-"

When Lu Chengcheng confessed to Chai Shaoning the reason for entering Beijing, although he concealed the fact that Weng Changling had infiltrated the inner palace, he did not hide the fact that the two were invited out of the mountain by Li Xiaozu at the same time. Therefore, the Mei Ji and many Ouchi masters present also guessed the true identity of the person in front of them, and couldn't help but stare and exclaim: "This is the immortal master who lives in seclusion but is still famous in the world: Bearded Master Weng Changling?"

"It's the old man!" Weng Changling, who was in a frenzy, suddenly sobered up, laughing wildly, but it seemed to be faintly mixed with a desperate crazy laugh, which made people listen extremely miserable.

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